What Do We Do With the Abusers?

What do we do with the abusers?

Like, really. What do we do with them?

This question kept going through my head as we made Abby and Tabby. As I watched the Oscars. As I think about my past psychologically abusive partner. As I think about my countless female friends who have experienced various kinds of abuse throughout the years.

I think we’re so used to victims shouldering the load, we assume the abusers will go free. Live their own prosperous lives. Become president.

There never seems to be enough justice for abuse.

Maybe if abusers were actually arrested. Prosecuted. Given sentences. Said sorry and meant it.